Mental Health
Rot.
Today I'm awash with self-loathing. When I gaze into the mirror I see a dull, fickle, incompetent child. She doesn't know how to work hard, and she'll never be a responsible adult. She's embarrassing. She's low-born. Why else would she come out of college without a job lined up?
By New England Poet 2 years ago in Poets




